This is the conversation I overheard through the baby monitor as my (extremely cranky) hubby got Norah ready for bed:
Hubby: Blah blah blah, wah wah wah, I hate everybody, blah blah blah, life sucks, blah wah blah, poor me, wah blah wah, Jen [me] thinks its all a joke, blah blah blah, wah wah wah...
Norah: Oh Daddy, quit your crying!!!
Gawd, I love that girl! She's so snarky sometimes. Wonder where she gets it?